The members of the Underworld Gang came over like a tide. Ximen Lang stepped out from the back of the van and went forward with Xiao Muqing.
The three Underworld Gang members who were the first to rush to Ximen Lang wielded their machetes and struck fiercely at him. He used the magic technique to fly into the air to avoid the opponent's attack. He kicked his right foot three times in mid-air, and the lightning-like kick hit him.
On the wrists of the three men holding knives.
The three members of the Underworld Gang were kicked to the point of shattering fractures in their wrists, and they all screamed in unison. The machetes in their hands flew into the air. Ximen Lang reached out to grab a machete and slashed it out with his hand. One Underworld Gang member rushed behind him and held a spear to stab the Underworld Gang members, preparing for a sneak attack.
The gang members felt a chill on their necks.
The blade passed over his neck, severing his throat, and blood spurted out. The unlucky man swayed and fell.
The opponent has a large number of people, and the only way to stay safe is to kill him. Ximenlang shook his left arm, and a poisonous dragon thorn appeared in his hand. This was the weapon used by the ghost boy in the past. It was weird in style, made of alloy, and extremely sharp. It fell into his hands.
Carry it with your hand.
"call!"
The poisonous dragon thorn burst out of the air with a strong wind, and accurately stabbed the heart of a member of the Underworld Gang in the south. The blood arrow hit him. The man really reported to the underworld to meet his master Zhan Shanbao!
At the same time as the poisonous dragon thorn was handed out, Ximen Lang's machete in his right hand slashed out sharply at the same time. The head of a member of the Underworld Gang in the north was chopped off and flew into the air bloody. The blood dripped on the faces of many companions below, making them tremble in fear.
I feel chilling, this kid is going to kill someone with just one move, he is so strong and cruel!
The fighting became more and more intense. Ximenlang held a poisonous dragon thorn in his left hand and a machete in his right hand, and started killing. Before long, more than a dozen members of the Underworld Gang died in his hands. However, there were too many enemies, and they still
It keeps coming.
To the west, Xiao Muqing was holding a dagger and fighting fiercely with a group of members of the Underworld Gang. Even though she was a girl, she was still a woman. A dagger flew up and down, drawing a brilliant silver light, and stabbed at the Underworld Gang members from time to time.
on the members.
However, these members of the Underworld Gang who were just living their lives became particularly ferocious today. They rushed forward one after another, like dense locusts coming from the sky, gradually putting her in danger.
The dagger was quickly handed out and stabbed the chest of a member of the Underworld Gang in front. However, before Xiao Muqing could pull out the dagger, a member of the Underworld Gang behind stabbed her silently with a three-edged scraper more than two feet long.
back...
Just when the scraper was less than an inch away from Xiao Muqing's back and the situation was extremely critical, a strange-shaped hidden weapon suddenly arrived, hitting the attacker between the eyebrows and piercing his head.
"Plop!" The guy didn't even make a sound. He died suddenly and fell to the ground on his back.
At this time, Ximen Lang's heart almost dropped to his throat. While he was fighting hard to kill the enemy, he kept paying attention to his girlfriend's safety with the corner of his eye. When the other party was in danger, he took action urgently and threw the poisonous dragon sting to kill him.
To save the life of that bastard who attacked him from behind.
The machete chopped into pieces quickly, and the heads of two more Hell Gang members were chopped off by Ximen Lang. He headed in the direction of Xiao Muqing. Although he was strong in martial arts, there were many enemies, and it was still unknown whether he could save his life.
, however, he must ensure the safety of his beloved girl no matter what the cost.
Not far away, "Mad Bull" Zhao Weigong, who was watching the battle closely from the periphery, frowned. He did not expect that this young man, less than twenty years old, could be so fierce and kill so many of his men as if for fun. He took five
I unloaded the magazines from the four pistols, loaded them with eight bullets, and stuffed the magazines into them. I thought, even if it was easy to accidentally injure one of my own people, I couldn't care less. I must not let that kid leave here alive.
With the May 4th pistol raised, Zhao Weigong aimed at Ximen Lang's head and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A bullet roared out, filled with hatred.
At this time, Ximen Lang was on high alert mentally. Since taking the gallbladder of the Nine-ring Jade Gall Snake, his insight and perception of danger have increased nearly a hundred times. He is particularly sensitive, with golden light shining in his eyes, and he can clearly see
The bullet spun towards his eyebrows and he quickly turned around.
"ah!"
There was a scream behind him. The bullet did not hit him, but hit the right eye of a member of the Underworld Gang. The guy screamed miserably and died instantly.
Zhao Weigong made a mistake and killed his own men instead. He was extremely angry and couldn't figure out how the guy could avoid the bullet. In anger, he pulled the trigger one after another and fired the remaining seven bullets.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
Ximen Langshen performed his magic, dodging left and right like a ghost. None of the bullets hit him. They all passed by and hit the members of the Underworld Gang. Some were hit in the chest.
, some were hit in the shoulders, and some were injured in the arms. The screams were endless, and they cursed: "Damn, who fired the gun? Don't you have eyes?"
"You are so damn blind. My shoulder was hit by a bullet. It hurts like hell!"
"Fuck your |mother|..."
Ximenlang sneered at the corner of his mouth and glanced in the direction where the bullet was fired. He saw a tall and strong man standing about 20 meters away. He was about forty years old and had an ugly face. He had an egg-sized hole on his forehead.
sarcoma.
Based on his honorable appearance, Ximen Lang immediately guessed that he was Zhao Weigong, the left guardian of the Underworld Clan. Because of the large sarcoma on his forehead that looked a bit like a bull's horn, and his irritable personality, he was called a "mad cow" by people in the world.
Ximen Lang deliberately shouted in the direction of Zhao Weigong: "Friend, it seems that you also hate these bastards from the underworld gang, so help me shoot them, thank you!"
Those members of the Underworld Gang who were injured by bullets turned to look around. When they saw the leader holding a gun in his hand, they suddenly realized that he was the one who opened fire. The yelling on their lips stopped abruptly, but they kept yelling in their hearts. "Fuck you | Mom.
Yes, I am working my ass off for you here, how about you, you can’t even shoot accurately, just hit me randomly and let me get shot?”
After listening to Ximen Lang's words, Zhao Weigong saw those men who had been shot pointing in his direction. In shame, his face turned the color of purple eggplant, and the anger in his heart grew stronger and stronger.
Gone
He threw the gun with bullets on the ground and shouted: "Give me the knife..." He grabbed the machete held by the two horsemen beside him, screamed and rushed over, cursing: "You little bastard, I won't kill you anymore."
You, I swear not to be a human being."
Ximenlang responded disdainfully, "You are not a human at all, just a mad cow..."